Gratitude, In Itself, Is Heaven.

He Who Would Do Good To Another Must Do It In Minute Particulars: General Good Is The Plea Of The Scoundrel, Hypocrite, And Flatterer, For Art And Science Cannot Exist But In Minutely Organized Particulars.

Nothing Is Real Beyond Imaginative Patterns Men Make Of Reality.

Execution Is The Chariot Of Genius.

The Fool Shall Not Enter Into Heaven Let Him Be Ever So Holy.

Desperate Remorse Swallows The Present In A Quenchless Rage.